Hotel Ristorante Miramonti
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Day 10: Florence
... We watched some kids run into a creperie and decided it was time for Mom to try her first Nutella crepe. They are so gooey and chocolatey and sweetly delicious. Once we were in Santa Croce, we only had a little time, so went straight to the Masters' tombs. I can't explain the absolute disbelief and surrealty of standing in front of the spot where Galileo, Michelangelo and Dante rest. I mean, you're literally 10 feet from the father of modern astronomy, the painter of the ...
Day 9: Florence
Today was a full walking day around Florence. The crowds here are worse than they've been anywhere so far, but it may be because it was a beautiful Sunday and it's a small city, so it feels more cramped. We started off by walking to the Duomo, which is the domed focal point of the city, with a tower, cathedral and baptistery. The cathedral was in mass when we were there, so we decided to come back another time to see the inside, ...
Random observations...
... out after a few glasses of wine. Everybody is global. People aren't just here for Italy alone. They've come from Barcelona, Paris, Prague, etc. and more often than not are headed somewhere else after here. Who are these people and how come I haven't figured out their secret? If you want to meet people at a restaurant, order Tiramisu. It has sparked a conversation with the people at the next table every single time. This ...
Good Omens in Scandicci
... car) everyday to get to the school where my camp is located. My host brother, Leo, travels along!
My host mom is adorable and reminds me a lot of my own mother. They are both so down to earth. Haha. She insists on speaking English with me as she wants to improve her English as much as possible. My host brother is a little more hesitant and is always asking his mom how to say things. They call me "Anita"; I don't ...
Am I lucky or What?
... a better mother then the one that I have and I hope that one day I can be as wonderful as she is with my children. Not only does she love me, she understands me and she listens to me. She also knows everything about me...maybe even to much.
Thursday morning Taylor and I took our last final, which we just possibly could have failed on account that we were so excited to get the hell out of there and begin our journey to Siena and then Firenze. We ...